It’s been a while since I’ve done this writing thing. Not that I haven’t had ideas or even motivation. There’s plenty of worthy stuff and crap to comment on, but sometimes life’s river takes one for a ride before an exit from the current can be found in order to put things (materials and concepts) into order, so to speak.
(“Just breathe,” I remind myself.)
And so it goes.
Three weeks ago a nephew was found lying on the ground next to his vehicle, dead from a gun shot wound . There are suspicious circumstances surrounding his death that may never be completely investigated or understood. (Sad, difficult days.) Continue reading

